"O...kay," Chase said after a very long and awkward beat of wondering if this was really his life now, but he grasped a bunch of bandaged and a pillow to support her. "Can you get some of the banana bags, then? I have a feeling we might need one. Uh, and..." He strained to think if they had any blood in the fridge. "How badly has she lost the blood so far?"

He was grasping his needles and thread, just in case she couldn't be moved.